The sky above the Xu Clan was gray and gloomy, exactly like Xu Qingci’s heart at this moment.

She lay on the cold ground, her clothes soaked in bright red blood. Her body felt as if it had been crushed over and over again; every bone throbbed with unbearable pain, ready to shatter into pieces at any moment. Before her stood the people she had trusted and loved the most—her fiancé Lin Hao, and her own half-sister Xu Qingyue—standing side by side, smirks and cold disdain written all over their faces.

"Sister, don’t blame me…" Xu Qingyue spoke in a sweet yet fake voice, her beautiful eyes gleaming with deep hatred and greed. "Who told you to be born earlier? Who told you to have far greater talent than me? That pure Golden Core inside your body… should have belonged to me long ago! And Young Master Lin Hao… he was supposed to be my husband, not yours!"

Xu Qingci stared at them with eyes still full of disbelief and heartbreak. Her lips trembled as she tried to speak, fresh blood dripping from the corner of her mouth. "Qingyue… I always treated you as my own real sister… And you, Hao… I gave you my whole heart… Why… why did you do this to me?"

Lin Hao laughed coldly, stepping closer and kicking Xu Qingci roughly until she rolled aside. "Xu Qingci, you are truly naive and foolish! Did you think I really loved you? I only got close to you for your talent, for the power of the Xu Clan, and for that pure Golden Core inside you! Now that I have it, you are completely useless to me!"

With one ruthless wave of his hand, he shattered the last protective barrier around Xu Qingci’s body. Under that gray sky, in front of all the elders and clan members who stood silent out of fear, they committed the most cruel and inhuman act: Forcibly extracting the Golden Core and her very life force from Xu Qingci’s body.

"AAAAAA—!!!"

Xu Qingci’s scream of pain echoed through the entire mountain range. It felt as if her whole soul and body were being ripped out, torn apart, and destroyed. The agony was not just physical; it was a pain that pierced deep into her bones—the pain of being betrayed by the ones she loved and trusted most.

As her consciousness began to fade, she saw Xu Qingyue kneel beside her, looking down with a look of triumph and deep hatred. "Do you know, Sister? Your father and mother… they are also dead, on my orders. Your whole family and followers… all have been wiped out. From today on, I am Xu Qingyue—the only true and brilliant young lady of the Xu Clan. And you… you will be nothing but a forgotten name, a corpse left to rot here."

Just as the shadow of death began to cover her, just as she thought it was all over… suddenly, deep within her broken flesh and blood, something dark, burning, and ancient began to throb slowly.

What does it matter if sacred bones are shattered?

If I must become a demon, I will rise far above all gods and mortals!

The voice resounded in her mind, filled with rage, vengeance, and unimaginable power.

Xu Qingci, whose eyes had started to close, opened them wide again. The light in her eyes was no longer the soft brown it used to be, but turned into burning deep purple—stunning yet terrifying. Her long black hair turned completely snow-white in an instant, waving wildly as if stirred by a storm of immense magical power.

"You… have already killed Xu Qingci…" Her voice changed—deeper, colder, carrying a pressure that made anyone who heard it shiver in fear. "From this moment… I am no longer that foolish, weak girl who was so easily deceived… I am Mo Shuang! A woman who rose from death, carrying the power of the ancient Demonic Bloodline that has slept for thousands of years!"

Dark, terrifying energy exploded from her body, sending Lin Hao and Xu Qingyue stumbling back several steps in shock and terror. Without looking back, Mo Shuang turned and fled deep into the dark mountain forest, carrying a hatred so great it could shake the entire cultivation world.

Just wait…

I will return… with power far beyond anything you can imagine…

And when that day comes… I will make you all regret for the rest of your miserable lives that you ever hurt me and my family!

📢 Author's Note:

Hello everyone! 🫶

Chapter 1 is finally here! 😆

At last, we begin Mo Shuang’s journey—from a brilliant genius betrayed by those closest to her, to rising again as an invincible Demoness!

In this chapter, we saw just how cruel Lin Hao and Xu Qingyue were, and how deep the pain of betrayal was for Mo Shuang. But don’t worry… this is just the beginning! 🤫

Starting from the next chapter, Mo Shuang will begin to master her new power, meet the most important people in her life, and slowly start to take revenge for every drop of blood and every bit of suffering she endured today.

Remember our schedule: 6 chapters a week, rest on Sundays, released at 11；30 PM! 🕗

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💥 PREVIEW OF CHAPTER 2:

Deep in the dark, dangerous forest, Mo Shuang—badly injured—encounters a group of assassins sent specifically to make sure she is dead.

But they have no idea… that this white-haired girl with purple eyes standing before them is no longer a weak prey… but a predator who has just awakened!

"You were sent to kill me? Perfect… because I am in need of some practice…"

🔴 Chapter 2: In the Dark Forest, Demonic Power Runs Wild!

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The bitter wind howled across the desolate mountain peak, whipping up layers of snow that buried everything in sight. Xu Qingci lay half-buried in the ice and frost, her breath coming in ragged, shallow gasps. The pain of having her golden core ripped out was not merely physical—it had torn apart her very foundation of life, leaving her body broken, her spiritual energy drained, and her consciousness fading fast.

Is this the end? she thought dimly, her vision blurring. Is this how I, the most gifted genius of the Xu Clan, die? Betrayed by the man I loved, destroyed by the sister I protected with all my heart… left here like trash to be swallowed by the snow and cold?

Hatred, sharp and burning, surged through her veins, hotter than any fire she had ever known. It was a hatred so deep, so all-consuming, that it began to burn away the fear and sorrow in her heart.

No… I will not die!

I cannot die!

I will not let those beasts—Lin Hao, Xu Qingyue, all of them—live happily after destroying everything I held dear!

If being a kind, righteous cultivator led me to this miserable end… then I renounce this path!

If the heavens favor the wicked and the hypocrites… then I shall defy the heavens themselves!

Let my immortal bones shatter… let my righteous dao crumble…

From this moment on… I choose to walk the path of the DEMON!

As that thought echoed in the depths of her soul, something ancient, dark, and incredibly powerful suddenly stirred within her blood—something that had slumbered silently for thousands of years, waiting for a moment just like this.

A low, thunderous hum vibrated through her entire being.

Boom—!

A terrifying wave of dark energy exploded outward from her body, sending the heavy snow swirling violently around her as if caught in a sudden storm. The freezing air instantly turned heavy and oppressive, carrying an aura of majesty and destruction that made even the very mountains tremble in fear.

Xu Qingci’s eyes, which had slowly begun to close, snapped wide open.

In an instant, the soft, warm brown irises were gone—replaced by eyes that glowed with a deep, mesmerizing, and terrifying violet-purple, burning like two eternal stars in the darkness.

At the same time, her long, ink-black hair transformed in the blink of an eye, turning from root to tip into pure, dazzling snow-white, flowing wildly in the wind as though stirred by invisible currents of immense power.

The wounds all over her body, which should have been fatal, began to heal at a visible speed, knitting together under the surging power of the Ancient Demonic Bloodline now fully awakened within her veins.

She slowly pushed herself up from the snow, standing tall amidst the howling wind and falling ice. Her figure was slender, yet emanated a pressure so vast and heavy that it felt as though a supreme deity had descended upon the mortal world.

She looked down at her own hands—pale, delicate, yet now capable of wielding enough force to crush mountains and split seas. A cold, mocking smile curved her bloodless lips.

"Xu Qingci… is dead," she spoke, her voice no longer soft and gentle, but deeper, colder, carrying a bone-chilling authority that commanded obedience.

She lifted her head, her purple eyes piercing through the falling snow, staring toward the direction of the Xu Clan and the so-called "Righteous Sects" far in the distance.

"From the ashes of that foolish, kind-hearted girl… I am born anew."

"I am MO SHUANG."

"The one who shall inherit the power of the ancient demons… the one who will make every single person who betrayed me… pay back every drop of blood… ten thousand times over!"

Her white hair danced wildly behind her, and her purple eyes flashed with ruthless determination. She was no longer the genius who believed in justice and kindness. She was now a demoness reborn from death and hatred, stepping onto a path that would shake the entire cultivation realm to its core.

A low, magnetic voice suddenly drifted from the shadows nearby, calm yet filled with undisguised admiration and possessiveness.

"Beautiful… truly magnificent."

Mo Shuang turned sharply, her gaze sharp as a blade, locking onto the tall figure slowly stepping out from behind a massive pine tree covered in snow.

He was dressed in flowing black robes embroidered with patterns of silver dragons and clouds, his features breathtakingly handsome yet cold and aloof, like ice carved from the highest peak. His dark eyes were fixed solely on her—on her white hair, her purple eyes, the terrifying power radiating from her—and in those depths lay a devotion so deep it seemed to have existed since the beginning of time.

It was Ye Xuan—the most feared, most powerful being in all realms, the supreme Demon Lord whom even the strongest cultivators dared not speak of in vain.

He walked closer, step by step, until he stood right before her, completely unaffected by the oppressive demonic energy surrounding her. Instead, he reached out a hand, gently brushing a strand of snow-white hair away from her face, his touch surprisingly warm and tender.

"They broke you… and in doing so, they created the most terrifying existence this world has ever seen," Ye Xuan said softly, his tone filled with absolute certainty. Then, he lowered his head slightly, his eyes locking with hers.

"Rest assured, Mo Shuang. Whatever you wish to do… whoever stands in your way… I will crush them all. I will burn the entire world to ash if that is what you desire."

"Because from this moment on… you are my only mistress. And I… am your sword, your shield, and your eternal servant."

Mo Shuang stared at him, her purple eyes narrowing slightly. She felt no fear, no confusion—only a strange, undeniable sense of familiarity and peace, as if this man had been by her side for countless lifetimes.

She turned her gaze forward again, toward the distant lights of the sects that had cast her aside. The cold smile returned to her lips, sharper and more dangerous than before.

"Then listen well, Ye Xuan," she said, her voice clear and unyielding over the wind. "My wish is simple."

"I want them to tremble at the mention of my name."

"I want them to regret every single choice they ever made against me."

"I want to take everything they love, everything they cherish… and leave them with nothing but despair and pain, just as they did to me."

She took a step forward, her white robes flowing like clouds.

"And I will start… right now."

📢 Author's Note

Hey everyone! 😍

Chapter 2 is finally here! 🥳

This is the turning point! The moment where the weak, gentle Xu Qingci dies… and the legendary, invincible Mo Shuang is born! 🤍💜

Did you see it? Her hair turned white, her eyes turned purple, and her power exploded! From this chapter onward, there is no more holding back! Revenge mode: ACTIVATED! 😈

And of course… the Demon Lord Ye Xuan has finally appeared! Cold, powerful, feared by everyone… but only has eyes for her. Did you feel that line? "I will burn the entire world to ash if that is what you desire"… 😭❤️ This is the kind of love we love to see!

Get ready, because starting next chapter… the real fun begins! Those hypocrites, those traitors… they have absolutely NO IDEA what is coming for them! 💥

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💥 PREVIEW OF CHAPTER 3

Mo Shuang and Ye Xuan descend from the mountains… and run straight into a search party sent specifically to make sure she is dead!

They laugh when they see her injured and alone… until they see her white hair and purple eyes.

"You think you can kill me?" Mo Shuang smirks, raising a hand. "Perfect… I haven’t tested my new strength yet."

🔴 Chapter 3: ONE MOVE! The Whole Army Kneels!

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The cold wind still swept through the dense mountain forests, carrying fine snowflakes that drifted gently downward. Mo Shuang stood tall, her white robes fluttering softly in the breeze, and her snow-white hair glimmering under the sunlight breaking through the clouds. Her deep purple eyes radiated an icy, ruthless aura—as if anything that met her gaze would crumble in an instant.

Beside her, Ye Xuan remained motionless like an eternal shadow. His handsome face stayed calm and composed, yet his dark eyes were fixed solely on her—filled with admiration, possessiveness, and unshakable devotion. To him, the rest of the world meant nothing; only the existence of this woman was the one and only thing of value.

Just as they were about to descend the mountain, the heavy, hurried thud of footsteps echoed from afar. Many people. The sound of shouting and the clatter of weapons drew closer, shattering the forest’s silence.

Moments later, dozens of figures clad in white—the cultivators of the Xu Clan and other so-called "Righteous Sects"—appeared before them, blocking the path down the slope. At the front of the group stood a handsome yet cold young man in golden robes, and beside him, a young woman—beautiful, but with cunning eyes brimming with hatred.

It was Yu Xuan, Xu Qingci’s former fiancé, and Xu Jiao Jiao , her own half-sister—the source of all her suffering.

They had come with a special task force, sent secretly with one single purpose: to ensure that Xu Qingci was dead and would never rise again.

When they saw the figure standing before them,Yu Xuan and Xu Jiao Jiao froze for a moment, then burst into mocking laughter.

"Hah! I thought who it might be—only trash that somehow survived death," Xu Jiao Jiao sneered, her eyes glaring sharply at Mo Shuang. "Xu Qingci, you are truly lucky to have lived this long. But it’s a pity… today, your luck runs out."

Yu Xuan looked at her with disdain and disgust, as if staring at a filthy insect. "You, once the greatest genius of the Xu Clan, are now nothing but a pitiful creature who lost her Golden Core. Do you think surviving means you can take revenge? You are no more than a worm we can crush underfoot whenever we please."

The followers behind them laughed loudly too; jeers and curses filled the air.

"Look at her hair! White like an old woman, and those strange eyes… she must be possessed by a demon!"

"Accursed creature! No wonder she was betrayed—she was never one of the good people!"

"Seize her! Kill her! Bring her body back to the sect!"

Hearing those words, a faint, cold smile curled Mo Shuang’s lips. She was not angry, not sad, not even the slightest bit shaken. Instead, the aura around her grew more oppressive, making the air heavy and hard to breathe.

"Betrayed… accursed creature…" Mo Shuang whispered softly, her voice low yet clear enough for everyone to hear. Her purple eyes flashed sharply, locking straight onto yu Xuan and Xu Jiao Jiao . "You are right. That foolish, weak Xu Qingci—who believed in the goodness of others—is indeed dead. Killed by the person she trusted most."

She took one step forward. Just that single step made the ground beneath her tremble slightly.

"But it is a pity… you came too late."

"The one standing before you now… is no longer that foolish girl."

Mo Shuang raised her hand slowly, her slender fingers gripping the power of the Ancient Demonic Bloodline swirling violently in her palm. Dark purple energy shot out, coiling around her like a serpent ready to strike its prey.

"I am MO SHUANG."

"And today… I will teach you a crucial lesson."

Her voice suddenly rose, resounding through the entire forest with overwhelming might and absolute authority.

"Never let an enemy you have harmed… stay alive."

Yu Xuan frowned, sensing something was wrong. The pressure radiating from the woman before him was far stronger and more terrifying than he had imagined. This was not the aura of someone who had lost their power—it was the aura of a ruler, far higher and more fearsome than anyone else in this world.

"How dare you speak so arrogantly!" Lin Hao shouted, trying to hide his fear. He raised his long sword and yelled, "Everyone, attack! Kill her! And don’t let that shadowy creature beside her live either!"

Dozens of cultivators moved in unison, leaping forward with weapons drawn. Waves of multicolored spiritual energy shot toward Mo Shuang, forming a tight net of death.

Xu Jiao Jiao smiled with satisfaction. This time, she will surely be destroyed completely, she thought.

But…

Amidst that seemingly unavoidable attack, Mo Shuang simply stood still. She did not dodge, did not retreat even an inch. She looked at them with cold eyes, as if watching a swarm of ants trying to fight a mountain.

"Slow movements. Weak attacks. Foolish courage."

She merely waved her hand sideways—a motion so casual and effortless, as if brushing dust off her robe.

BOOM—!!!

A deafening explosion shook the entire forest!

An invisible yet devastating wave of purple energy surged from her palm, crashing into the combined assault of dozens of people like a hurricane tearing through dry leaves.

In the blink of an eye…

All their attacks were shattered. The cultivators were flung backward like ragdolls, crashing to the ground and vomiting fresh blood. Their bones cracked; their bodies were instantly paralyzed.

With ONE SINGLE MOVE… the entire army sent to kill her lay scattered on the ground, groaning in agony and unable to rise again.

Silence fell instantly over the place.

Yu Xuan and Xu Jiao Jiao froze on the spot, eyes wide with disbelief, their faces pale as if they had seen a ghost. Their mouths opened, but no sound came out. Fear unlike anything they had ever felt spread from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, turning their whole bodies stiff and cold.

One move… she defeated more than thirty people—all equal or stronger in power than themselves—in an instant.

Who exactly was she?

The woman who was supposed to be dead, the woman who was supposed to have lost all her power… why was she now so terrifying, so powerful she seemed almost inhuman?

Mo Shuang walked slowly past the bodies writhing in pain, approaching the two people she hated most in this world. Her steps were slow yet heavy, as if every stride pressed directly onto their hearts.

She stopped right in front of yu xuan and Xu Jiao Jiao . Her white hair danced in the wind; her purple eyes stared straight into their souls, making them tremble violently.

"Who… who are you really?" Yu Xuan ’s voice shook uncontrollably; his legs grew weak, nearly making him fall to his knees. The sword in his hand clattered to the ground with a sharp ring.

Mo Shuang smiled—a smile beautiful yet as cold as ice atop the highest peak.

"Me? I am the one who will take back everything you stole."

She reached out, her fingers easily wrapping around Xu Jiao Jiao ’s throat, lifting the terrified woman’s body until she hung in mid-air. Xu Jiao Jiao clawed at Mo Shuang’s hand, struggling desperately—but her strength meant absolutely nothing compared to the demonic power now flowing through Mo Shuang’s veins.

"You… you cannot kill me! I am the daughter of the Xu Clan! If you harm me, all the sects will hunt you down!" Xu Jiao Jiao shrieked, voice choked, tears of fear streaming down her face.

Mo Shuang leaned closer, her whisper cold and filled with deep, burning hatred.

"That is exactly what I want. Let them all come… let the whole world know that starting today, I AM THE ONE IN CHARGE."

She released her grip roughly, sending Xu jiao Jiao tumbling to the ground.

"You are lucky… I will not kill you now. Because death is too good for you. I want you to live… live and witness how I destroy everything you are proud of. How I bring down the Xu Clan, tear down all those hypocritical sects… and make you both kneel and beg for mercy at my feet."

Mo Shuang turned away, her back to them—now completely broken and consumed by fear. Ye Xuan stepped forward, standing at her side once more, looking down at them with cold disdain, as if they were nothing but unworthy trash.

"Listen well," Mo Shuang said, her voice firm and commanding, echoing across the forest.

"Go, and deliver this message to everyone in the cultivation world…"

"Xu Qingci is dead. Killed by you."

"And now… MO SHUANG IS BORN."

"Whoever dares harm those I hold dear… whoever dares stand in my way… SHALL BE UTTERLY DESTROYED."

"And remember… what you have just seen… is only the beginning."

With that, Mo Shuang and Ye Xuan walked away, their figures slowly vanishing among the trees. They left behind a fallen army, and two people filled with dread and regret that had already begun to creep into their hearts.

The wind blew once more, carrying with it that immense aura of power—as if the whole universe was already preparing to witness the rise of a new legend that would shake the entire world.

📢 Author's Note

Hey everyone! 😍

Chapter 3 is finally here! 🥳

Wow… did you just see what happened?! 😱 Just ONE SINGLE MOVE! Dozens of enemies fell instantly! Simply incredible!

As you can see, starting from this chapter, Mo Shuang is truly no longer holding back. She revealed her true power, making those who once thought her weak now tremble in fear. 😈 And Yu Xuan and Xu Jiao Jiao ’s reaction? So satisfying to watch! Once so arrogant and cruel, now pale and terrified, almost wetting themselves in fright. They deserved it! And this is only the very beginning of her true revenge!

And of course… Ye Xuan returned as the coolest, most loyal companion ever! He stood quietly by her side, didn’t even need to say much, but his presence alone gave Mo Shuang 100% absolute safety. 🖤💜 You definitely agree, right? This pair is truly unbeatable together!

Get ready, because in the next chapter, they will descend from the mountain and enter the real cultivation world. There, even greater challenges await… and soon, everyone will know the name Mo Shuang—as the most feared, yet most respected figure of all! 💥

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💥 PREVIEW OF CHAPTER 4

News of Mo Shuang’s terrifying power spread like wildfire. The Xu Clan and all the major sects fell into panic. They could not allow such a powerful "demon" to live and grow stronger.

They mobilized their elite forces—Sect Guardians, powerful sorcerers, and high-level cultivators—bringing with them the legendary Demon-Sealing Formation and sacred weapons, determined to capture Mo Shuang and bring her back for judgment.

In the nearest town, amidst a crowded market… Mo Shuang and Ye Xuan are completely surrounded.

"This time you won’t escape again, little demon!" the leader of the force shouted arrogantly.

But Mo Shuang only smiled coldly, playing casually with a strand of her snow-white hair.

"Demon-Sealing Formation? Sacred weapons? Do you think such worthless trash can stop me?"

She stepped forward, the full power of the Ancient Demonic Bloodline erupting until the sky turned dark.

"Let me teach you all… what the true meaning of POWER really is."

🔴 Chapter 4: Rampage in the City! The Entire Elite Force Crumbles!

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